Taoist priest, let’s become immortals together!

No one heard the sound.

But as the creepy and eerie man's voice faded away like a ghost, the flesh and skin thread that had successfully wrapped around Chen Yuan's evil, tentacled body fell off with an inaudible "pop".

Followed by.

Countless pieces of meat skin thread.

The fractures are visible to the naked eye!

The entire flesh cocoon trembled violently. The Bodhisattva Wuxiang absorbed the yellow face's magical power and suddenly woke up. His eyes were deep, and his pupils with drooping eyelids stared at the flesh cocoon, muttering in a deep voice,

“How strange…”

"The confusion and bewilderment in Chen Yuan's soul...is beyond my expectations."

Xiaoyao Old Immortal took back the Xiaoyao Pearl and sat cross-legged, recovering his spiritual energy. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the changes in Wuxiang Bodhisattva. His heart tightened and he couldn't help but ask,

"Wu Xiang? What happened?"

"His soul... is in chaos!" Wuxiang Bodhisattva quickly formed seals with her hands, the silk thread of her skirt continuing to entwine as she said solemnly, "It's clearly just three souls... but they're even more chaotic than the mixed soul of the three-striped yellow-faced man. It's unbelievable!"

Bodhisattva without form.

I couldn't help but feel worried.

Chen Yuan's soul...

We can't let this chaos continue.

Otherwise... even her formless magical power might not be able to sort out the mixed soul, and the resulting confusion and disorder of the soul would backfire and be fatal!

Until then.

What will Chen Yuan become?

No one can tell clearly.

"Xiaoyao, let's go together!"

"it is good!"

The immortal Xiaoyao agreed immediately.

As the white robe was waved, the three free and easy beads spun rapidly around the meat cocoon, and a mysterious power of the free and easy soul created layers of ripples.

With the superposition of the magical powers of the old immortal Xiaoyao.

Bodhisattva Wuxiang suddenly felt the pressure reduced.

"Hmm?" Taoist Wuchen was startled. He had just felt the separation of his soul from Chen Yuan, and before he could feel happy, he suddenly felt an increasingly strange and chaotic soul stirring in. "What is this!?"

"Wu Chen! Fuck! Let me out now, something is wrong, someone wants to eat us all!" As an evil spirit who always wants to take over Chen Yuan's body, Taoist Wuwei is very familiar with this situation.

It was obvious that other souls took advantage of the extremely chaotic and confusing gap when their souls were mixed with Chen Yuan's to interfere.

To really succeed.

The three of them...

No one will survive!

All of them will become wedding dresses for the person who made the move!

Wu Chen is not an indecisive person. As the person who cares about Chen Yuan the most, as long as there is an emergency involving Chen Yuan's safety, he must make a decision for Chen Yuan and he must make it right away!

Wuwei's release won't have any impact.

But continue to let the mysterious spirit disrupt the situation.

No one will be well!

With a focused gaze, the soul prison condensed from the black heart quickly opened, and the soul of Taoist Wuwei floated out. He quickly formed seals with his palms, and a series of illusory blood curse scriptures swirled around his soul.

The same goes for Taoist Wuchen.

The dark heart turned into a ball of dark light.

Calm his mind.

What the two can do...

Just do your best to stabilize yourself.

The rest…

Chen Yuan can only rely on himself!

...

Chen Yuan's eyes were blurred at this time, and the blood sausage dangling from the corner of his mouth was shaking slightly. He was in some strange balance of mind and soul, as if he would collapse at any time. His body was difficult to control, and from the gaps where the skin and silk threads were entangled, crazy long black tentacles emerged, spreading over the entire inner wall of the meat cocoon, trying to get out.

The cocoon trembled violently.

Tentacles tore the skin threads one by one.

Three intertwined souls.

It was just stable.

Once again being pulled wildly by the strange tentacles.

For a moment, his soul was torn apart and the pain was excruciating.

“Damn it! Who the hell is this!?” Taoist Wuwei’s face became twisted and hideous under the powerful and violent tearing of the soul. Blood curses were in chaos, and he shouted fiercely, “Fuck! Don’t let me see you, or I’ll chew your bones into pieces!”

But he is a Taoist who does nothing.

It's just impotent rage.

"Wu Chen, you have a black heart, don't you? Quickly release the power of the black heart. It's the power that will stabilize your soul! Fuck!"

Taoist Wuwei shouted angrily.

Wu Chen remained silent.

It's not that he doesn't want to.

But it was the Black Heart... He only controlled a very small part of it. In fact, even he didn't know why the Black Heart still had some power. Logically, it had all been swallowed up by the Pure Evil Way, and it was impossible for this part to remain.

Ok?

Taoist Wuchen's pupils suddenly shrank.

Do not…

This is impossible!

He's clearly... dead!

"What's wrong?!" Taoist Wuwei also noticed something strange about Taoist Wuchen. After all, their souls had long been deeply entangled, and the slightest hesitation would be extremely sensitive. "Do you know something?!"

"Purify the evil ways."

"What!? Holy shit! Are you serious!?"

Taoist Wuwei was terrified.

It was no wonder that he was frightened. It was because Taoist Wuchen's words were shocking and deeply shocked him. Such an unbelievable thing made him feel a sense of fear and dread in his soul.

Purify the evil ways...

Is it really him?

He... has been watching us! ?

This is so chilling.

A chill came over my heart.

The fear was like an icy tide that deeply enveloped their two souls. A feeling of suffocation came over them. They wanted to stretch out their hands to float to the surface, but it was like a quagmire, sinking deeper and deeper. In front of them... it was pitch black, and their perception was rapidly disappearing.

Spirit,

Disappearing.

Memory becomes increasingly turbid.

It was as if a thick layer of haze covered my eyes, and I couldn't see my hand in front of me. The people and things in my soul became increasingly blurred and unclear.

...

"not good!"

The Bodhisattva Wuxiang's eyelids twitched, and he turned pale with shock.

"All of Chen Yuan's spirits are rapidly disappearing. If this continues, this body... will completely fall into the hands of the mysterious spirit!"

Who is it! ?

They don't know.

But for now, Wuxiang Bodhisattva had no choice. He stretched out his hand and suddenly tore across her face. A piece of soft skin was torn off and thrown away casually. It turned into a weird white mask and floated towards Chen Yuan's face to cover it!

"white face!?"

The old immortal Xiaoyao was shocked.

“Who are you?!”

Bodhisattva Wuxiang said in a serious tone, "I have also cultivated the White Face Divine Power. This White Face... is me now."

The old immortal Xiaoyao was speechless for a moment.

The magical power cultivated by Wuxiang Bodhisattva actually created a fourth line on that white face. In the Face Painting Sect, four-line white faces... are all at the elder level!

"Hehehe~ What a weird body, it's mine now!" The white mask on Chen Yuan's face suddenly grinned, and his skin tore, revealing a mouth full of weird tentacles, which drilled out from his seven orifices, along his head, and wrapped around him.

"Wuxiang Bodhisattva...thank you for helping me find such a perfect body. In return, I will give you all your lives...this elder will take them all! Hehehe~"

Bodhisattva Wuxiang was shocked.

"You...you're still alive!"

"Haha, it's really fun to play tricks on someone like you. Do you really think that the formless magical power you saw was a great opportunity?"

Chen Yuan, with a pale face, grinned unscrupulously.

"Haha, that's all spread by this elder specifically to deceive people!"

"You actually believed it! It's so funny! Haha!"